The news that Ye Fan abolished Sun Ziyi suddenly spread in Qingzhou.
You must know that Sun Ziyi is the high-ranking and domineering prince of the Changsheng Group. He is the only one who bullies others, and no one dares to bully him.
As a result, his hands were amputated, and this matter suddenly became a topic of conversation in Qingzhou. Everyone was curious about who had dared to amputate Sun Ziyi's arms.
"Have you heard? The prince of the Changsheng Group had his hands disabled! It is said that Sun Changsheng was furious when he learned about this!"
"No way? Who is so brave? How dare he provoke the Changsheng Group?"
"I heard that he is the one who specializes in skin care in Qingcheng!"
"Should I go? How dare a foreign company make trouble here! Does he think we Qingzhou people are easy to bully?"
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Many people in Qingzhou are discussing this matter, some are gloating about the misfortune, others are looking for a good show, and some are waiting to see what the Sun family's attitude will be.
at the same time!
In the He family villa, after hearing the news, He Guangcai and his son opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate.
"cheers!"
"Cheers to the success of our plan!"
I saw the father and son looking like villains who had succeeded, and they were elated and toasted in celebration.
After they clinked their glasses, they drank the champagne in one gulp, feeling very happy.
He Ze gave a thumbs up to He Guangcai and praised: "Dad, I heard that Sun Changsheng was so angry that he wanted to kill someone! He even threatened to kill Ye Fan! Hahahaha! Your plan to kill with a borrowed knife is really powerful!"
He Guangcai waved his hand slightly to signal him not to be too excited, and then he said calmly: "This is just a small plan. Now we have provoked a conflict. Next, we will see how Sun Changsheng deals with Ye Fan!"
At this time, He Ze asked curiously: "Dad, how do you think Sun Changsheng will deal with Ye Fan?"
He Guangcai's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he said coldly: "Either you don't take action, or once you do, Ye Fan will definitely be killed!"
He Ze burst out laughing and said with anticipation: "Hahahaha! Great! Then let's wait and see how Sun Changsheng kills Ye Fan! If necessary, we can help him!"
There was a hint of gloom in the corner of He Guangcai's mouth, and he said coldly: "That's right! If necessary, let's go up and hit the target! Give Ye Fan a fatal blow!"
He Ze said with a proud smile: "Yes! Take advantage of his illness to kill him! Don't give him any chance to breathe!"
In fact, He Ze's guess was not wrong.
Sun Changsheng, the president of Changsheng Group, was furious when he learned that his son had been seriously injured.
But the top priority was to ask the doctor to reattach his son's arm.
Originally, he thought that Sun Ziyi had simply broken his arm, but what he never expected was that his son's injury was far more complicated than he imagined.
Even experts from the hospital gathered together to discuss the surgery plan.
But they discussed it for several hours and still couldn't come up with a specific plan.
Sun Changsheng was furious at this. He was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and slapped the table angrily.
"boom!"
There was a sound of slamming on the table, which frightened the experts to look at each other, and everyone was as frightened as to be silent.
"You are a bunch of quacks! There are so many people discussing but no specific plan has been agreed upon. Did you all grow up eating shit?"
At this time, Sun Changsheng's face was ashen and he scolded these experts angrily.
These experts were so frightened that no one dared to speak easily. After all, Sun Changsheng was very angry. If what he said was not nice, he would probably get into trouble.
Talking too much will lead to mistakes! Silence is the way to go!
When Sun Changsheng saw these experts, all of them were as dejected as lost dogs, and his entire popularity was not lost.
"Are you mute? Why don't you speak? Dean! Tell me!"
Sun Changsheng scolded him with a serious face.
At this time, a man with glasses wearing thick lenses said nervously: "Mr. Sun, it's not that we can't come up with a plan after discussing it, but that Mr. Sun's arm is very weirdly broken. The traditional bone repair method cannot be used. Surgery is needed."
Not even!"
"Yes! This technique is very strange, it doesn't look like an ordinary severed hand!"